Try as we might, neither Yo Yo nor I have been able to dream about Anton
this past year and a half. Until, a couple of nights ago, I had a dream...
We were on a boat, you and me, a whole lot of us. A dive boat, I think, on
which none of the equipment was working. When we complained to Anton, who
seemed to be the Captain Of Sorts, he joked, said stop complaining, things
could get worse; we could run out of gas or rum. And then, guess what, we
ran out of gas. (There seemed to be plenty of rum). And while stranded on
some far off foreign sea, boat overloaded, radio malfunctioning, Moravian
(?) divers bitching bitterly, Anton began coaxing smiles from us all with
jokes, impersonations, accents and a really bad Karoke version of 'Michael
Row Your Boat Ashore'. By the time he reached 'Hallelujah', we'd all joined
in, singing and laughing in a babble of languages and voices so loud, I
awoke. Singing? No. Smiling? Yes.

It's almost exactly a year since Yo Yo and I saw so many of you at Anton's
first Harvard memorial / birthday. We still freshly remember how
extraordinary it ..and you. were. I thought I'd use this upcoming
anniversary (April 17th) to stay in touch with you, and update you on a few
events of the past and coming year.

As many of you know, I had a bout with cancer over this surreal interim, but
the chemo and the cancer are over now, and my prognosis is good. Over the
same period, Yo Yo ruptured her Achilles tendon, couldn't walk, had surgery
and rehabilitative therapy. She now chases after me with the same vigor as
ever. (Almost. She's slower now, but then again -- so am I). We plan on
going together this week to visit Anton at Harvard on April 17th - to see
his tree, to shoot pool on his pool table. Perhaps it will become an annual
pilgrimage. If any of you are in the Cambridge area, maybe we can share a
bite and brew together. Or play some 8- ball.

Over the past year, many of you have given to the Anton Segal Memorial
Traveling Fellowship. We are very grateful, and I mean very . The amount of
the donations you've sent has been impactful, but not nearly as important to
us as your participation. Yo Yo joins in giving heartfelt thanks. If you
haven't given yet, don't be embarrassed - it's not too late! Checks should
be made out to Harvard University, but the memo on the check should clearly
say "Anton Segal Memorial Traveling Fellowship". Mail to Harvard University,
Recording Secretary, 124 Mount Auburn Street, Suite 430, North Cambridge, MA
02138. More detail is on Anton's website at www.antonsegal.com. Please don't
obsess with this, give whatever you comfortably can, it really is a good
cause, tax deductible, going to talented and adventurous Harvard kids.
By the way, the esteemed Harvard has screwed up in (not) crediting Anton's
account with some of your gifts. (Naturally they don't tell us how much you'
ve individually sent, but they do tell us from whom a contribution has been
received. Except in several cases that we know about, a contribution was
made. and Harvard did not send us any acknowledgment of receiving it and has
no apparent record of it!) So: if you have sent a contribution, but have
not received a thank you from both Harvard and me, please e-mail me at
JRSEGAL@worldnet.att.net so I can be sure that your contribution goes to
Anton's fellowship and not to the general Harvard endowment, which is what I
suspect may have happened..

Anton's murderer remains in jail. His trial has been reset a number of
times, but it now looks pretty clear that it will take place in May, in San
Francisco and last 2 to 3 weeks. It will be grisly. So if you're in the Bay
area during that time, please let us know so we can give you a hug and get
one in return.

Finally, please stay in touch. Anton's friends -- all of you-- are all so
damn interesting, so incredibly exceptional in so many ways. We love to hear
of your adventures and exploits. We enjoy learning what's going on with his
whole world - wide "crew" of pals. Remember, too, that Anton literally lives
on, in the heart, organs and tissues of several organ recipients to whom
Anton gave all he had, to the very end. To those for whom Anton was an organ
donor, we send special greetings and best wishes.

On that note, we send you all our love, our thanks, our best hopes. It's
springtime; cherry blossom-- those symbols of life's evanescent wonder-- are
blooming again in Japan. Anton's tree is sprouting at Winthrop house. It's a
fresh new year in many ways and in many parts of the world. We hope the year
brings you much joy and much luck.